98 A SEARCH IN SECRET EGYPT forehead high and intellectual, the eyes were steady and penetrating, the nose was Greek in its straightness; while he spoke in the animated manner of his race. Unusually eloquent, he could keep up a torrent of conversation for hours, with the words tumbling over each other in their hurry to escape from his mouth. His entire personality conveyed an impression of force and strength. Madame Marguerite, on the other hand, was all that one might expect a good hypnotic subject to be. She was gentle, sensitive quiet, reserved and wistful. Her body was short and slightly plump, the eyes being noticeably large, soft and dreamy. She moved with slow, lethargic movements. She sat on a straight-backed chair while Monsieur Ades stood next to her and began the demonstration. He pressed his right thumb between Madame Marguerite's eyebrows and kept it there for about two minutes, while steadily watching her face. He did no more than this, never attempting to make any passes over her with his hands nor using any other devices that usually form part of a hypnotist's technique. "When I first commenced to hypnotize Madame Marguerite many years ago," he explained, speaking rapidly in French, "I used a complicated method and had to wait a considerable time before she passed into the first degree of the trance state. Now we have worked together so often that I can dispense with all other preparations and hypnotize her almost at once, although no other hypnotist could have the same success with her. Look! She is now hypnotized/' Madame Marguerite's body had become somewhat rigid, her eyes had dosed and she appeared lost to her surroundings. I asked permission to examine her and, raising her eyelids, found the conventional signs of unsensitiveness—the eyeballs had turned upwards on their axes and were fixed in that unnatural position. This was scientific evidence that she had entered the first degree of hypnotic trance. We began with simple unostentatious feats. Monsier Ades ordered her to look across the room. "What a terrible scene is there," he suggested to her. "Watch how that poor person is suffering grievously. How sad that such a thing should happen, how sadl" Madame Marguerite gazed at the far corner of the room and began to look unhappy. Soon she was weeping. Within a minute or two tears were falling down her cheeks quite copiously.